If I describe myself, I am a strange entity. Deep earth eyes, murderers. Skin of snow, overflowing of cold. Ultratumba voice, curly hair to the adverse compass of the winds. Fire mouth and leisurely breathings, full with moribund exhalations. A blue light as a northerly sheaf is my soul. Another uninhabitable being is, because I don't belong to the collection of patented species. I make magic. I learned how to make it in my eternal dimensional trips. Many times I travel the worlds, nobody finds out. I am the eternal intruder of the secrets of the parallel universe, the eternal author, the enemy immortal. I don't load knives because my words and incantations are but powerful that the warriors
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